Cannon Fodder Raiders: Concubine Ai is capricious

Chapter 105 No heroine's life, a heroine's illness

Zhu Haitang actually didn't bring many people with her this time. The group of people was less than ten people, so they walked back in such a hurry, and there was no one on the road early in the morning, otherwise she would not have that face.

It's really funny, even if she removes the title of concubine Tang, she is still Zhu Daocheng's biological daughter, but because she was born as a concubine, and her mother came out of the Goulan courtyard, she is so disliked by others.

Now that she has been made a concubine by Xia Houjing, this group of people don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, so why are they giving her power like this? !

After walking through this section of the bluestone road, the sky gradually brightened, and the blush and morning glow gradually subsided.

The more Zhu Haitang thought about it, the more angry she became, and suddenly felt that if she left like this, she would be too embarrassing for Xia Houjing. When she was hesitant to go back, there was a burst of messy footsteps and the old man's hoarse and hurried shout: " Empress!"

"..."

Zhu Haitang, who had almost stopped, subconsciously picked up her speed.When her stubborn temper came up, she wouldn't even give face to the emperor, let alone an insignificant bystander.

In the original book, the experience of the original owner in the Prime Minister's Mansion was only briefly mentioned. Now she has come and gone to understand what the original owner has lived in the Prime Minister's Mansion for more than ten years. The gate can enter her A living person can't enter?
What's the point of this? !

Zhu Haitang didn't believe it anymore, the threshold for a prime minister's mansion could be higher than that of the imperial palace? !
The carriage was given to her by the emperor.

"My lady, my lady..." The people behind chased after her, trotting all the way to catch up, panting to pull her, Zhu Haitang suddenly swung her sleeves.

Shisan also immediately and wisely shouted at the right time: "Bold! Your dirty hands can touch your empress!"

Who would not bully others.

Zhu Haitang looked at the old butler in front of him. He had a black and white beard on his chin, but he had a vicious look on his face.

The latter was indeed taken aback by Shisan's aura, and hastily withdrew his hand, bent over to salute, with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, this is going to make this old slave feel bad, this old slave is just At Madam's order, I came here to invite my empress to enter the mansion quickly. There are many people outside here, and it's no wonder that people saw the jokes of our prime minister's mansion, Madam is waiting for you too..."

What she said was like how ignorant she was.

She hasn't stepped into the prime minister's mansion yet, and the prime minister's wife frequently comes to find trouble for her, she really thinks she is still a soft persimmon to pinch.

Why do you think everyone is Xiahou Jing, and everyone can ride on her head? !

Zhu Haitang put up her concubine concubine airs, squinted at the butler and said, "No, the threshold of the prime minister's mansion is too high, I can't step in, and I can't afford to serve you, so how can I be worthy to meet the majestic prime minister's wife? Don't pollute that lady's eyes for nothing." Speaking of this, Zhu Haitang deliberately stopped and glanced at the butler's disheveled face, and hooked her bright red lips in satisfaction: "I'd better go back and accompany your Majesty. It’s just a matter of being disliked here.”

The old butler was stuck in his throat by Zhu Haitang. He never expected that Zhu Haitang would become so arrogant when he entered the palace. What he said was to push his wife to death. If he really taught her Going back to the palace and blowing the pillow wind in front of the emperor, no matter how much the emperor dislikes this woman, he will definitely punish the prime minister's wife for the sake of etiquette and royal dignity...

Thinking of this, the old steward had no choice but to put down his figure again, smiled ingratiatingly, his face was covered with wrinkles: "Your Majesty, look at what you said, the old slave dared to ask your Majesty to return to the mansion again, how offensive you are, please ask your Majesty There are many, sir, so don’t argue with us subordinates..."

"You please?" Zhu Haitang was so oppressed by Xia Houjing that she couldn't resist at all. At this moment, it was as if she had liberated her nature, and she was more and more likely to vent all the anger she had suffered on Xia Houjing in the past: "Your wife said that I am not worthy to enter the house, but you, a little housekeeper, can make your own decisions?"

The housekeeper gritted his teeth, he didn't expect that Zhu Haitang would become so troublesome now, so he could only laugh along with him: "It's true that the old slave didn't think carefully about this matter, if you have any complaints, let's close the door, and the old slave will let you go." It's just that family ugliness should not be publicized. If it gets out at this time, it will be bad for the Prime Minister. Look..." It turned out that the prime minister was used directly to suppress people.

"..."

Zhu Haitang didn't speak, and didn't let go. It seemed that she was going to fight to the end.

The old housekeeper panicked.

With a "plop", my knees fell to the ground suddenly, and I burst into tears, "Madam, third lady! You see, this old slave is already very old now, so you can do it, don't lose your temper with Madam, if there is any misunderstanding, let's close the door and discuss it , if you insist on refusing to return home, Madam will definitely blame the old slave for not doing well..."

Zhu Haitang:? ? ? ! ! !
Can't you afford it? !
Why come to trickery at every turn? !

Zhu Haitang's slender little willow eyebrows were deeply frowned.

Looking at the people kneeling on the mountain, in the spirit of respecting the old and loving the young, it is indeed a bit unbearable to look at it, but the attitude of admitting mistakes... There is no reconciliation in the words.

Zhu Haitang squinted at him, her heart filled with anger.This kneeling, if she persists and continues to make trouble, then it will be her who is in the wrong. Literally, she even described the bullying scene today as losing her temper. Is it a misunderstanding? !
It's really blushing and heart beating when I say it.

I thought it was a bronze, but I met a silver...

Zhu Haitang gritted her back teeth: "Forget it, get up, I will go back with you for now."

Stepping into the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhu Haitang felt depressed all over her heart, and suddenly felt that she was too optimistic before, but now it seems that this ancient discrimination really exists all the time.

Zhu Haitang was not in the mood to chat with some madam, she got up early in the morning and went back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but in the end, troubles continued all the way, and she was a little tired at the moment, so she let the old housekeeper take her went to the original residence.

After leaving, Zhu Haitang became depressed again.

What kind of life the original owner is living, this house is probably better than the firewood house.

The decoration is too simple, the bed curtain is crumbling, and the quilt is as thin as a blanket. This is autumn, won't you freeze to death at night? !

She just didn't come back for a while, and the meeting in the room dropped to a layer visible to the naked eye. Zhu Haitang's temples twitched, her eyes swept to the old housekeeper behind her, and she opened her mouth, wanting to say that I should go back to the palace. Go to sleep in there, but the old housekeeper seemed to understand the meaning of her movements and expressions, and immediately said: "Old slave, I will arrange another room for you."

Zhu Haitang now deeply sympathizes with the original owner of the body. As a cannon fodder, she probably hasn't really lived a good life except for a short period of time beside the emperor, but when she mentions the original Zhu Haitang, she can't help thinking I’m going to make some complaints—you talk about following the emperor well, even if the emperor empathizes with you, if you don’t become so many demons, you won’t die so badly, but as a result, people drift away as soon as they are favored, or not Waiting for the emperor to empathize with each other and start playing tricks to death, without the life of the heroine, and with the heroine's illness, will this end well...

　I have to take a day off tomorrow, which is even more impossible, but it might be very late.

　　After the exam tomorrow, I will be released. From the [-]th onwards, Wan Geng will be dropped. I will cry again and beg the little fairies not to abandon me. The scum is even temporary, huh~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)